THE HAUNTING PAST MYSTERY OF THE HOMELAND SECURITY RAIDS

THE HAUNTING PAST: MYSTERY OF THE HOMELAND SECURITY RAIDS Prologue: Based upon nothing more than rumors, inuendo, "tips", and even "half-truths", regarding the possibility that suspects might possibly be present, at various locations, around the nation, Homeland Security would recruit cooperation, from federal, state, and local law enforcement, all of whom would be supplied with war-surplus, heavy-combat, gear, as well as a variety of armoured, attack vehicles. Although the media would be forbidden near the "assault sites", to which the media raised the question of "WHY?", and to which Homeland Security never bothered to issue a response, what would be "clear" was Homeland Security's prepared response, after the assaults were completed. In one city, Homeland would report thhat, when the walls, of a home were smashed in, law enforcement had to use lethal force on a woman, who was, reportedly, armed with a shot-gun. A short burst, of lethal, automatic, gun-fire, and the woman was "neutralized". In this same attack, the womans husband would be "neutralized", when Homeland reported that the man had been armed, with a rocket launcher. Another, short, burst, of automatic weapons fire, and the man was "neutralized". Homeland Seurity would report that the attack had "taken out" several members, of a terrorist cell, who had been meeting in the couples dining room. Homeland Security would tout the fact that this raid was based upon an "anonymous" "tip", that "drugs" would be found, at the location. Shortly after the raid, the Drug Enforcement administration would, in fact, verify that drugs had been recoved, at the location. In another city, at virtually the same moment, another home would be penetrated, by armour-piercing shells, which ripped huge holes, in walls, in preparation for the assault, by the armoured, personnel, cariers, which plowed through walls, followed by the automatic weapons, of the assault team, laying to waste anything, which moved, within the property. In this case, the assault would be based upon a report, filed, which suspected that vases, trophoes, and othher containers, were filled with drugs. As a result, a trophy case, along with its contents, would be destroyed, smashed to bits, and ripped to pieces, by law enforcemment seeking "hiding places", for drugs. At this location, even antique bases, worth hundreds of thousands of dollars (and totally irreplaceable), would be smashed, to rubble, with the pieces then searched, for the reported drugs. In yet another home, family photos had frames smashed, and pictures ripped to shreds, in the search for hiding places, for drugs. In this same home, a livingroom set, which was, recently, purchased, from a rent-to-own store, had law enforcement ripping fabric from the frames, and cushions, ripped to shreds, and all based upon a rumor that this loaction might possibly be hiding weapons, for a "terrorist cell". The feds only "proof", of the existance, of weapons, on the property, was when it was reported that the home owners had "attacked" an assault team, with an Uzi sub-machine gun. After the home owner was "neutralized", the assault team would "neutralize" another member, of the "terrorist cell", who was preparing to open fire, on the assault teams. What kept the media so suspicious, about each of these raids, was the fact that law enforcement hhad made a point of barring networks, and local affiliate stations, from being within visual range, of any of the assaults. Although Homeland Security, and law enforcement, would claim that this resstriction was for the "protection" of the media, networks would have argued that its personnel are TRAINED, to handle such situations. Despite that, Homeland Security, and law enforcement, would insist that networks ONLY use prepared responses. (Prepared responses, which made the assaulty teams seem more like "angels", protecting the public welfare, then what the teams really had done). The media would not be allowed anywhere near any of the sites, until federal "clean up" crews had "set the stage". The feds even reported, that, after the raids, a female, terrorist, leader, was "neutralized" after spouting "anti-American" comments. Following this would be an "official statement", stating that federal troops had been forced to fight their way, past heavily armed fanatics, in order just to reach each location. According to the statements, the assault teams had been forceed to wage "heavy combat", and use lethal measures, to defend themselves, against "heavy, enemy, gun-fire" What annoyed atleast one journalist was how, just because the person reported that all coverage was bbased ONLY upon federal sources, and that on-site coverage was forbidden, by court order, The night, after the reporter posted their story, thee reporter found their OWN home, invaded, in the middle of the night, and their family taken, at GUN-point, as the journalist was warned "STAY with the OFFICIAL, federal, version, of events, IF you want your family to be returned, ALIVE". The very next day, the journalist quit their job, informing their editor "The feds will execute my family if I pursue the facts, about the raids" That evening, the journalist would perish, in a home exlosion, which would be powerful enough to take out not only the journalists home, but moes, on either side, as well. Homeland Security would be quick to forbid an investigation, of the blast, while issuing a prepared statement, saying "It would seem that an aging water heater, coupled with what appears to be C-4 explosive, caused the eruption. Although the reason is un-clear, it would seem that the reporter was involved in the manufacture, of explosives". Six months later... Tami and I were facing off, against the spirit, of an old codger. A man who wanted to make it known that he had NOT "Peacefully departed" his life-long home. Since the home mortgage had been paid off, decades before, "Imminent Domaine" would not be lgeal, for forcing the man out of his home. As a result, and in order to STEAL his home, municipal government had asked that the man be ruled "Physically In-Competent". Sure, the man was 85 years old, and the mman could no longer run marathons, or bench-press, like a weight lifter, however, the man knew his rights. He knew he had the legal right to remian in his home, until his death. Local government, however, did NOT agree. Even though the city, currently, had two, half-empty, strip malls, already in existance, and three others, whom the government could just not entice business to move into, the government hoped that this, latest, strip mall, would change the trend. (No WAY was local government going to give in, to local citizens demands, to build, and operate, factories, in order to provide high-wage, benefitted, secure, manufacturing, jobs. No, government would remain FIRM. If the public wanted economic recovery, then the impoverished would have to PAY the price, by spending money, which only the rich could afford). Now, on top of citizen un-rest, the municipal government had the defiant, old, man, to deal with. A man who did NOT go quietly, either. In fact, local reports showed that it would take four police officers to drag the man out of his house. After this was done, municipal government thought that it was on "easy street". Just tear down the mans home, and begin building the strip mall. Only two problems stood in the way. First, the man died, within twelve hours, of being forced into the nursing home. Second, within twenty-four hours, of this event, mayhem, at the construction site, was out of control. It was being claimed that tools were hovering, in mid-air, and, at times, the tools were, allegedly, attacking workers. There were, also, reports, of fuel, being syphoned, from construction equipment. Fuel which, for reasons unknown, was, then, being used to start construction lumber aflame. The problem local law enforcement had, with all of this, was that, each time vandalism took place, and police responded, officers reported seeing what appearred to be the defiant, old, man, standing before the damage, saying "I dare you to try to arrest me". For the first five incidents, police did try to arrest what they thought was an elderly man. Either him, or someone pretending to be him. Problem was that, after each arrest, officers noticed that cuff's had fallen loose, on deputies wrists. When the deputies looked to see what the old man was doing, the figure dissolved, right before their eyes. When one officer ppanicked, and fired his side-arm, watching the bullets past right through the dissolving spirit, their partner would ask "What are you shooting at?" When the panicked officer would ask "Dont you SEE him?" Whhen the partner said "Yes, but I, also, know that he's dead. He was buried about a week ago. Now, put that thing away, before I report you, for waiting ammunition, shooting at a ghost". When vandalism continued, for over four months, holding back both the demolition, of the mans house, and construction, of the strip mall, it would seem that municipal government decided to handle the situation. When council members stated "The investigation MUST be discreet! We do NOT want visitors thinking that this place is haunted. That would kill off tourism." Hence, the Brown Agency would be contacted, to perform a discreet investigation. After all, it was the most "well-known" "secret", in the nation, that Mr. Brown's agency prided itself on keeping its clients names OUT of the media. Sure, many, other, agencies, had the same record, when dealing with the living. It did not matter if the criminals were kidnappers, murderers, rapists, etc. If there was a trail to follow, many agencies were competent to track suspects, and bring these people before the bar of justice. The problem was how society, still, viewed the supernatural. Mention a "spirit"/"ghost", and most, competent detectives CLOSED the case out, with a polite farewell. None of the current generation, of professional investigators, wanted to be labelled "Ghost Busters". To the competent, this would be just as career-killing, as charges, of raping a child. No one would hire a detective, who investigated "spooks". Not seriously, that is. This is where the Brown Agency had an "edge", on the competition. Thanks to Tami, Ghost Ship One, and, yes, myself, included, the Brown Agency was the only firm which was willing to do serious investigations, of supposed hauntings. This is the main reason why Ghost Ship One went in, for "routine maintenance", just as often as any cargo plane, serving a war zone. The Brown Agency had, literally, stacks, full of cases, all of whom wanted discreet investigations, of unusual situations. And this was even BEFORE Tami and I were brought on-board. Now, Mr. Brown was calling upon Tami and I, saying "I need your services. It would appear that a community has a ghost, which they need to be rid of". Tami seemed more irritated, than ever, as she reminded Mr. Brown "Sir, you hired us to investigate for fraud. WHEN did we bbecome "Ghost Busters"?" Mr. Brown would say "I know that I hired the two of you, to handle cases, which no other detectives willl touch. However, you have to admit that your success speaks for itself. After all, who else can say they have a "direct line of communications", to both Heaven, and Hades?" The two of you have access which even **I** can only dream of". Okay, so it was true. Tami and I DID have access, to resources, of both the LLord, God, and of Lucifer. Access which we HAD used, when necessary, on various cases. An added fact would be that, several times, demons had assurred Tami and I, that we were as "un-welcome", in hades, as the pope would be. As a result, Ghost Ship One would touch down, on a section, of the construction site and, shortly after landing, the old man would appear, saying "Its about time the two of you, showed up". When Tami asked "You know us?" The old man would say "Sure, everyone, "upstairs", knows about the two of you". I dont know why, but, the thought that all of Heaven knew of us, made me fearful, of "Judgement Day". I really wondered HOW I would acquit myself, properly, when I stood before Gabriel? During this time, though, the old man was making his position, clear, to Tami. The man was furious that the city had made the claim, that the man had given no resistence, in accepting the land settlement, and that he had "walked away", to a "peaceful death". "What BALONEY!", the man would assert. "I was DRAGGED from my home, by no less than four of those ruffians". When Tami would ask the man "Waht is it, which would please you, and allow you to rest in peace?" The man would say "Little lady, you speak real good. Right nice, in fact." When Tami would say "Thank You", The man would continue "What I want is this. I want these city hall fellers to admit they STOLE my land, and forced me out of my own home. If you get them to PUBLICLY admit this, then I will depart, most peaceable like". When Tami would ask "Is that ALL you want?" Tami and I saw the look, the man gave Tami, even as he joked "Young lady, if I were just 50 years younger, and alive, I would make you an un-decent suggestion". Tami would respond with one of her beautiful curtsies, even as she said "Thank You, kind sir". When Tami addressed the city council, with the spirits terms, and the council members realized that they would have to admit that the terms required the council to admit that they had BULLIED a home owner, off of the persons property, the councils initial response was just as passionate as the old mans position was: When the mayor said "We REFUSE to admit to this!", the old man appearred, insode the council chamber, and, somehow, not only caused a wind storm. but also, hurtled objects, about the room, deputies came, running into the chamber, with one, foolish, deputy, firing a round, through the ghost. When the deputies partner grabbed the deputies gun, asking the deputy "WHAT are you shooting at? That man is the ghost of old man****". The mini-tornado, and the projecctiles, only ceased their activity, when the city council agreed to issue a statement, agreeing that the old man had been forced from his home. Ofcourse, during the "storm", and since Tami and I are just as mortal, as the council members, I will admit that even Tami and I sought cover, until the storm was passed. Only after the city council members signed the hastily written confession, and placed it with the clerk, frrom media release, did the old man bow, before Tami and I, saying "Apologies, but a lesson HAD to be taught. I trust that neither of you is injured". When Tami agreed that neither of us had been iinjured, the old man turned to the city council, saying "In case you get any stupid ideers, about withhdrawing that cunfeshion, KNOW that I WILL be watching". By the time Tami and I were preparing to depart, one of the mans former neighbors brought a newspaper, with a surprising headline. "City council memebrs resign, under hysterious circumstances. Claim that "ghost" terrorized them into signing a confession, saying the city council BULLIED the man off of his land. Special election, soon to be discussed. Special, public, meeting, also scheduled, to discuss just how FAR government may go, in forcing people off of their own property". When the old man paid Tami and I another visit, this time, on-board our plane, he was smiling as he said "Thank You, from the bottom of my grave". When Tami and I wished the man "Good Luck", the old man did a beautiful dissolve, just before our pilot informed us "Call coming, from Mr. Brown". When Tami and I sat before the vid-link, Mr. Brown would come on the screen, saying "You two are, never, going to believe this" When Tami asked "Where is the ghost, THIS time? London? Ther Vatican?" Mr. Brown would say "Far worse than that". When Tami wondered WHAT could be worse than a spirit, at the Vatican, Mr. Brown would say "Homeland Security is requesting an investigation, of their OWN headquarters, yet". When Tami and I, in unison, would say "NO WAY!", Mr. Brown would continue, un-deterred, saying "It seems that, in light of recent events, there are in increasing number of reports, of staff observing persons, who were recorded as having died, in recent raids". Tami would correct Mr. Brown, saying "You mean, people who were KILLED, by Homeland, out of convenience". (Even Tami and I were aware of the OFFICIAL story, which Homeland Security insisted upon, but we were sure that there were other stories, out there, as well.) Stories, whicch people shared, with family, via e-mail. Then, there were the photos, and video, most shot from camera-phones, and which showed armed, assault, vehicles, tearing into homes, while assault troops opened fire, into the homes interiors. Despite all of this, Homeland Security stood FIRM. Every single person, who had been killed, was a "terrorist", and that these "terrorists" MUST have opened fire, FIRST. The problem was that there was just far too much video, showing the assault troops opening fire, FIRST. Since Tami and I knew, as ALL Americans know, that "Homeland Security", and the "Drug Enforcement Administration", are not even 1% different, from the Gestapo, the S.S., of World War 2, No one, not even Tami and I, wanted anything to do with these vigilantes. Every American lived in terror, that these radicals would decide, at any mooment, that whole communities were "terrorist cells", and needed to be "wiped out". No one was safe, from these monsters. This is the reason why, no one, in their right mind (Tami and I included), wanted anything to do with these monsters. Of additional concern, to all involved, was the fact that ALL of the so-called "sighhtings" had been made with-IN agency headquarters. I had to agree, with Tami, on this one. Anyone, who entered Homeland Security headquarters, had only a 50% chance, of ever being seen, again. In fact, to hear Tami say that she would rather investigate a whore-house, and in the nude, yet, spoke volumes, about our combined feelings, on this matter. (What I will, never, understand is the reason why women are just as turned OFF, by porn (or, so they claim), as men are turned ON, by these products). As for myself, I would prefer to spend six months, in solitary confinement, than to go near Homeland Security. From past experience, although neither Tami nor I trusted Mr. Brown's "promise", that ALL he wanted were our thoughts, on the matter, neither Tami nor I were surprised when the enitre "file", on the "case", was nothing more than two, non-disclosure, forms. When I asked Mr. Brown HOW this could be considered a "case", Mr. Brown would only say "I am prevented from disclosing more, until you sign these forms". (The look, on Mr. Brown's face, was more of "please sign", rather than an order, to sign). After Tami and I signed the forms, Mr. Brown stepped out of the conference room, to be replaced with a Homeland Security official. A person, who was about as "polite", as a rabid, enraged, grizzly bear. What made this "meeting" all the more annoying was how, in order for Tami and I to view anything, from the "file", Tami and I were ORDERED to sign more forms. In fact, after being shown just four pages, of "nothing", and signing eight forms, just to see this, Tami became just as hostile, as the official was, reminding the official "YOU came to US, ASKING for OUR aid. We did not come, begging, to you". When the official growled "Sign the damned forms!", and Tami challenged "Or else WHAT? A trip to GITMO? On WHAT charge?" When the official madfe the mistake of growling "SIGN the FORMS, or this meeting is OVER". Tami did exactly what I knew she would d. Tami put on that smile. The one which could melt an iceberg, or dis-arm a nuclear missile, and, softly, told the official "The meeting is over". Then, with the grace, of a swan, Tami departed the conference room (Were we left Homeland Security fuming, with RAGE, over the meeting). After Homeland Security practically PUNCHED Mr. Brown, in the chest, while "handing" him the "file", and growling "Your terrorist sympathizers are OFF of this case". Mr. Brown asked WHAT do I do, with this (the file)?", Tami suggested "May I watch you shred the paper-work, before you recycle the folder?" Tami and I, then, watched, with joy, as Mr. Brown shredded the forms. While Mr. Brown was shredding the forms, however, a messenger arrived, at the office, to inform staff that the buildings front door was out-of-order. Until it was fixed, everyone should use the service doors. When staff inquired, about the front door, the messenger said "Someone just barreled out of the front door, so HARD, that they ripped the door rigth out of its tracks. A runner has been sent, for replacement parts". Not wanting to even THINK about the Homeland "case" (About which we knew nothing, except that Tami and I had signed more than a dozen non-disclosure forms) Tami and I began reviewing the file, on a deceased nanny. A woman who had died, shortly after retiring from a lifetime of service. The problem was thhat several, middle-aged, people had "seen" the nanny, and remembered her, from photos. According to the file, the nanny seems to have returned, to her youthful persona, and still, seemed to be watching over children. The file stated that the nanny was being reported near local parks, as well as near nurseries, and in childrens bedrooms. In atleast three sections, of the report, though, the nanny seemed to appear, to young mothers, allegedly "whispering" a child name. When the mothers went to check on children, the children DID turn out to be in need of care. As for the "objective", of thhe case, the parents wanted the Brown Agency just to make sure of what the nanny's intentions were. Was the woman just continuing to watch over the young (as she had, in life)? Or, did the woman have more nefarious idea's, in mind. It would seem, based upon the report, that some of the parents had watched too many horror movies. The kinds where demons disguised themselves as care-givers, or even angels, in order to steal childrens lives, and souls. These were the parents who wanted to be certain that the nanny was, in fact, an angel. It was just as Tami and I were applying for expenses, on this file, that the secretary would hand us a mewmo, saying "This person has requested you meet them at the park". When Tami and I reead the name "Dudley DoRight", Tami could not supress the laugh, as she said "Cant they do better than that?" The secretary would say "Mr. Brown requests that you proceed with CAUTION". "PROCEED with CAUTION" was right. Anyone, who would use the name of a cartoon character, as identification, was someone to be cautious of. Ofcourse, it COULD have been WORSE. The name COULD have been "Scooby Doo", Speed Buggy", or even "Funky Phantom". Still, Tami wondered, out loud "WHO would choose a name like "Dudley DoRight? Why not something like Dudley Moore?" Tami and I were just discussing this when a man, dressed in a Park Service uniform, would approach us, suggesting "Maybe the person felt that "Dudley" would be so comical, as to "dis-arm" any concerns" Tami would agree "How interesting. And your real name is?" When the man said OUR names, then bowed, and said "Just call me Dudley DoRight" I asked "Whats this all about?" "Dudley" would say "There are several of us, at Homeland Security, who feel that recent events are returning to haunt the agency". When Tami asked "The recent raids?" I asked "Dudley, please continue" "Dudley" would say "Although we may just never have noticed it, before, however, in the time, since these raids, there have been increasing numbers, of reports, of people being seen, within the headquarters building." When Tami would say "Let me guess. Suspects? Terrorists? America's Most Wanted?" "Dudley" would say "Madam, your sarcasm is un-warranted, and NO, the people being witnessed are NOT on wanetd pposters. Thats the problem. If these people were wanted, we could chalk up the "visions" as "wishful thinking". When Tami grew serious, asking "WHO is being observed?" "Dudley" would say "Thats the thing. Its the home-owner, with the 38-calibur revolver. Excuse me, officially I mean an Uzi. Thhen there is the women, from the kitchen. The one with the butcher knife. Excuse me, again. Officially, she was the woman with the rifle. Then, its the husband, with the video camera. Oops, I just remembered. Officially, he was carrying a rocket launcher." When Tami asked "Any others?" "Dudley would say "The woman, who quoted Scripture, about Gods vengenance. Excuse me. I forgot. Officially, it wqas a man, with a belt-fed machine gun" When I asked "Let me get this straight. The man, reported to have an Uzi, was armed with a 38? The woman, with the rifle, was actually holding a butcher knife. The man, with the rocket launcher, was actually holding a video camera. The man, with the belt-fed machine gun, was a woman, quoting Scripture?" "Dudley" would nod as he said "She quoted the passage of "Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord. I will repay the transgressor", or something almost identical. But remember, you NEVER heard a word, of this, from me". After I would say "We understand." (Knowing that the federal government would give this man the Death Sentence, for revealling this information.) Tami would ask "Dudley, have these people been walking about? or do they do certain things? Do they try to communicate?" "Dudley" would look about, then whisper "They keep asking us "WHY did you kill me?"" When Tami would ask "What have you told them?" "Dudley" would say "By the time we shake off the shock, of seeing the dead, the ghosts have vanished." When Tami would ask "So, you think they need to know WHY they died, before they can "Move On"?" "Dudley" would say "Thats what we are afraid of. We ned to know if we are being haunted by the victims of our own actions." Tami would conclude "They want the TRUTH to be known." This is when "Dudley" would say "I MUST be going. I have been here, for too long, already. Remembre that you, NEVER, heard a word, from me". With that, he was gone. Thankfully, Tami and I had considerable experience with such information. Especially when sources lived in fear. If anyone asked Tami and I if we spoke to a person, Tami and I would assume the inquirer meant "officially". Official conversations went into reports, both to the Brown Agency, and to the clients. Informal chats did not count, even to the agency. In regards, to the recent raids, though, Tami was able to use internet resources to learn that, although churches did not agree, with Homeland Security's insistence, that the "terrorists" NOT be buried, in Holy Ground (cemetaries), and that graves NOT be marked, when churches objected, to these "orders", and Homeland threatened chruch charters, Vatican City, and the pope, found themselves being asked if the government had any right to deny Christian burial? Homeland Security went so far as to threaten that, if "terrorists" were buried, in Christian cemetaries, that Homeland Security personnel would be sent, to dig up th corpses, and drag the remains OUT of Christian burial grounds. In one community, though, when Homeland Security tried to stop a funeral procession, the prsiding minister would stand right in front of the muzzle, of tjhe M-16, looked right into the agents eyes, and, calmly, said "Either shoot me, now, or let us bury the dead". When the agent realized how use-LESs their badge would be, against an enraged mob, if, in fact, the agent shot a priest, the agent stepped aside, as did his felloow soldiers. Sure, there were twelve feds, in all, and that each carried five extra clips, of ammunition, but what good would the bullets do, against an enraged population, counting, possibly, in the thousands? Ofcourse, Homeland Security would demand a court order, to exhume the bodies, from the cemetary, however, when the presiding judges asked Homelands REASON, for exhuming the bodies, the courts did not "buy" the reason of "They are TERRORISTS!". Still, if "Dudley" were correct, and the victims were searching out their killers, how LONG would Homeland Security be able to keep THIS secret? While awaiting permission, to begin work on the nanny case, Tami and I were surprised to find that our own credentials had been "suspended indefinitely". (One guess as to who did this). Although, with the "bonuses" which we had acrued, on previous cases, Tami and I SHOULD have been able to rest, for decades, free of financial worry. That is, until "bricks" of coccaine, and Marijuana, were "found", inside our "off-duty" units. Somehow, this gave the D.E.A. the "right" to "shut down" our accounts. When the spiteful Homeland Security official returned, to the Brown Agency, slamming more forms down, on a desk, bbefore Tami and I, growling "SIGN!", and we declined, the official would say "Fine, lets see how you ten years, in super-max, makes you feel". When Tami smiled, and told the Homeland official "Go for it. I have been locked away, AND drugged, before" This is when, right in front of Mr. Brown, the Homeland official would say "Think of your co-workers. HOW will they feed their families, once Homeland Security revokes this agencies business license?" After this, the official would turn, and look right at Mr. Brown, and, with words full of acid, asking "How will you feed your family, without your business license?" This is when Mr. Brown would look at Tami and I, saying "The decision is yours. I will abbide by the decision, which you make". When the official would turn back to Tami and I, their voice seething with anger, asking "Well?" Although my partner would decidee that a protective spirit could wait, to be identified, by the time Tami and I finiished signing non-dosclosure form, both of us needed a serious dose, of both consumable, and topical, pain killers, to relieve our "writers cramps". Boy, though! If Tami and I thought that signing the forms would make the official more pleasant, were we, EVER, WRONG! In fact, throughout the entire investigation, Homeland Security treated Tami and I just as badly as detainees were treated, at GITMO. EVERY place we went, and everyone we spoke to, our "watch-dogs" were so close at hand that I would suggest, to one of the males "IF you want me so bad, just ask". The "watch-dog" mmade no reply. Even when we attempted no more than compiling files, and sending regular reports, to the Brown Agency, our external access was cut off. And, talk about being SEARCHED, upon exit from the headquarters. I am surprised that Homeland did not order brain scans. Tami was even forbidden the use of her own laptop computer. On top of this, Tami was required to submit written requests, to Homeland, for any information, which she wanted, even from the internet. After three weeks, of this, when thew agency official demanded a "progress report", Tami threw our one page "summary" at the oofficial. When the official remarked "You are outsiders! For all I know, you are "sleeper agents". You get no more until I am sure of you". The officials tone did not change, until after the lights went out, and the temperature dropped, too fast for air conditioning. When the three of us stepped out, of the officials office, a secretary would suggest "You have got to see this". When the three of us stepped into the hallway, we found ourselves standing before a "colum", of those, who had died, in the recent raids. When the official barked "What are these people doing here?" More than one worker would whisper-stutter "I dont think they are people" When a man, very similar to the man, with the 38, stepped forward, asking "WHY did you kill me? I was just defending my home, and family" When the official would bark "YOU came at US, with a deadly weapon. For all we knew, you were, or are, a terrorist" When "butcher knife" woman came forward, asking "WHY did you kill ME?" The official would say "For all we know, you are harboring terrorists". When "Video camera" guy came forward, with the same question, the officail would say "Look, as far as I am concerned, you, and your families, are, ALL terrorists. If you do not leave this building, right NOW, I WILL give orders to open fire". Now, here is one of those situations which Tami and I just LOVE. Mortals threatening spirits. Like armour piercing bullets will have ANY affect on the deceased. As Tami and I looked at one another, then at agency staff, even as the official gave the order "On three, open fire". A few guns came out, of holsters, but only one agent even bothered aiming at the spirits. The remainder, of the staff, held the expression of "What good are bullets, against the dead?" When the official barked "1...2...3...Open FIRE!~" No shoots were fired. When the official shouted "OPEN FIRE! I order you!", an agent, hesitantly asked "What good are guns, against spirits?" When a team, of negotiators, was sent in, to find out what the spirits wanted, the rsults were no different from when Tami communicated, with the spirits. Simple fact was, the spirits were making Homeland Security's offices their "base", until the agency admitted to the truth. The officials response: NEVER!!! When Homeland Security tried evacuating, to another site, then to another, then to a forth, site, the spirits followed. Even Tami and I had no idea HOW the spirits accomplished the task, however, somehow, no matter where the agency moved, the spirits made their presense known. When the official, finally, BARKED "Recommendations!" Suggestions. Anything?" and an agent suggested "Why dont we have the next location blessed, perhaps by a local bishop?" Another agent would say "STUPID, blessings only ward off evil. A blessing would have no effect upon normal spirits". When Tami would interjet "All the spirits want is an admission, by your staff, of the real reason WHY the people were killed". The official was most blunt as they said "This agency does NOT admit to breaking into homes, and shooting innoccent people. If you dont like that, LEAVE!" Tami and I were more thhan happy, to LEAVE this place. In fact, neither of us was, ever, happier, than when we were to hhand over all of the "material", which Homeland had INSISTED that we use. In my, personal opinion, I think that Tami and I exited the building, even faster, on our own, that we would have, had we been given the "bums rush". Back at Ghost Ship One, Tami and I filed a report, in which Tami empahsized that Homeland Security had no intention of ADMITTING to killing innocent people. According to Homeland Security, EVERY person, exectued, by the agency, was either a CONFIRMED terrorist, or a SUSPECTED terrorist. When Mr. Brown conferenced us, via satellite, saying "Tami, I noticed your report empasized the word "admitting". Are you suggesting that information is being withheld, from the public?" Tami would rspond with "Sir, I do believe that, to get to the bottom of this, and to send the spirits on their way, we need to clear the record. These souls cannot move on so long as their lives are tainted by SUSPICION, of POSSIBLE criminal activity". When Mr.. Brown would ask "How do you intend to proceed?" Tami would suggest "Ding what we, always, do. Interview people, investigate sites. Compile a sequence of events". Mr. Brown would say "Although both of those suggestions are, clearly, logical, in the finest sense, you should be aware that the survivors were forced,reportedly at the point of automatic weapons, to sign non-disclosure, and non-liability, forms. If you try to conduct official interviews, the people may be shot, for TREASON." When I asked "What about the environmentals? The feds cant shoot grass, soil, or tree's, can they?" Mr. Brown would say "Homeland Security has a protocol, to deal with such contingenies. By the time the agency was called in, Homeland had picked the sites, CLEAN, then sent in demolition contractors. Each site has bee "swept" as "clean" as it would be, for a grand opening." When Tami would ask Mr. Brown "What is our next move?" Mr. Brown would only say "I guess that, unless Homeland cries "rape", all you can do is visit people, have some conversations, then prepare to move on, to the nanny case." When I asked Mr. Brown Would there be any hharm in my just visiting the sites, as in cycling past, the crime scenes?" Mr. Brown would advise "Be CAREFUL! The last I heard, from our contacts, is thhat the use of lethal force remains authorized". On-site, and while Tami did what she did, best: Conversing with people, Tami was surprised when spirits not only "attended" the visits, but when the spirits sugested questions, to Tami. In my case, though, I encountered much the same problems, when I visited the areas, of the scenes, which, as it turns out, were not ten percent as plow-damaged as Mr. Brown hhad been lead to believe. In fact, according to those, who thought I was just a tourist, out to see the sites, the demolition crews were having severe problems, with their power equipment. At three, seperate, sites, the demolition crews found plenty of equipment, for rent. I.E.: shovels, hammers, axes, etc. The problem the contractors had was in finding workers, willing to work sites, where so much death had occurred. Although video-camera guy would appear, during my discussion, with some locals, it was not until the humans departed, and I pretended to receive a celll-phone call, that I chatted with the man. Leonard was his name, and he admitted that he was doing everything, spiritually possible, to prevent the truth from being plowed under. Leonard would inform me that he had no intentions, of allowing construction, to move forward, until the truth was known. He, also, asked me if a rocket launcher was one of those long things, which soldiers, in movies, assemled, on battlefields. I corrected Leonard, saying "The device you are thinking of is the one, which comes in sections, and is assembled, under enemy fire. It is called the Bangelor Torpedo" I would, then explain that rocket launchers were much more like bazzooka's. Held on the shoulder, for firing. When I visited the site, where the trophy cases had been smashed, to bit, locals told me of the same problem, with the construction equipment. A woman, with tears in her eyes, then appeared, to me, saying "MY babies worked, so hard, to win those trophies. Now they are gone". Due to her grief, I need ask no further questions. It was at the home, where family photos, and frames, had been smashed, to bits, and the walls bore jagged holes, from the clumsy entrance, of the military vehicles, that I found locals in a stand-off, with officials. What was left, of the house, still, stood, as neighbors erected a chain link fence, and were using rifles, and shot-guns, to hold the feds at bay. The stand-off had been in action, since the raids. In this case, the spirits just watched the action, as friends, and neighbors, held the feds at gun-point, while demanding that the truth be made public. The truth being that the property had never been a "drug house", and that the only "drugs" present, were by prescription. When the feds continued to argue "But, we had a tip that these people were part of a terrorist cell!. We hAD to act, on that!" This is when the watch-keepers, nearly as one voice, said "Bull Shit!" It would seeem that the feds had wanted to call in an air strike, which the air force declined, saying ti was impossible to guarantee no danger, to surrounding buildings. During Tami's own conversations, she learned that both parents, at the "trophy house", had been coaches, at local schools. At the "smashed pictures" house, the husband was working on developing his talent, as a photographer. His dream was to turn this into another source of income. At the home, of the childrens party, the husband worked, when he could, at an assembly plant, while taking other work, when available. His wife did various, odd, jobs, while her children weere in school. The couple had agreed to host the party, since it was on a day when only the husband was available, to chaperone the children. Tami was told that the military vehicles had crashed into the house, right where the children were seated, at the table. Thankfully, the children were killed, on impact. No suffering. When Tami soke, to the local media, these people, also, clearly doubted the "terrorist" claims, since, almost to a person, the media had, at times, either talked with, or about, people, who had REAL "terrorist" links. In fact, until the Homeland Security fire-fights, all that the media knew, of the area's in question, were that these areas were working-class, and that the worst "crime" was an occassional fight, between drunks. Other than that, all of the sites were so normal that they were boring. As for the police, all they would tell Tami was that "reports" and "tips" come in, ALL the time. Since the system is anonymous, there is no way to track tipsters. When Tami added "Or, even to know if thee tips are REAL, or just revenge" The police gave Tami her answer when their response to this was "This interview is over". Tami smiled, as she left police headquarters, as she thought "I didn't even know I was conducting an "interview". I thought we were just having a conversation". When Tami's latest reports reached Mr. Browns desk, day after day, even our director saw the problems, with conetnt, of the reports. Mr. Brown, Mr. Blue, Mr. Black, and the secretary, as well as several office workers, spent DAYS trying to compile a caseload report. The problem, which everyone found, with the housing sub-divisions, was NOT so much a history, of violent crime, and drug dealing, as it was the fact that local publicity had begun, andf ended, with the developers advertisements, of property for sale. There was some praise, in the media, for the modern design, of the homes, playgrounds, and the community center, yet the last, verifiable, "news" item, concenring the area, was when developers had placed the homes up, for sale. Once famileis began moving in, it was like the commmunities just "vanished", as far as the media was concerned. For decades, the areas had been so peaceful, that the only brief, media, mention, of each area, was election day coverage. That is, until the assault craft, and storm-troopers arrived. Until that time, couples had no fear, of taking evening strolls, and families had no fear of children, playing outdoors. For some reason, the Brown Agency assumed that Homeland Security must have been afraid that our review, of the incidents, would "undermine" the official, federal, report. A report which read "Encountered HEAVY rsistence, upon entering the housing area. Units wer forced to wage lethal battles, to reach target locations. According to what Tami and I, heard, on the "ground", locals nevr had a chance to offer "resistence". Aftre all, between the speed, of the raids, and the fact that the storm-troopers carried automatic weapons, whiile civilians had only civilian-grade fire-arms, for home protection. Tami had even been shown several of these. What Tami and I could not understand was the reason why, as we developed our own case review, Homeland Security filed a series, of restraining orders, to prevent our reports from even being filed. Homelands biggest MISTAKE, though, was in thinking it would be so "easy" to plant explosives, on Ghost Ship One. Sure, our pilots were "retired" air force, but, one, of the many reasons why Tami and I respected these men, was because the pilots were better marksmen, on their WORST day, than Tami and I were, even on our BEST day. The night the feds tried to plant the explosives, they either did not THINK to check the plane, for sensors, or they just did not CARE. No-sooner had the team begun its work, when silent alarms alerted our pilots, who used the sips camera's to locate the trespassers. Since the trespassers wore only black, and had no identification markings, the pilots took the men as hostiles. Although the trespassers had much fancier, automatic, weapons, these people were no match for our veteran pilots. Men who had more tours, of duty, in their resumes, than Tami and I had successful spirits cases. While it is estimated that "black ops" put off well over 300 rounds, of automatic fire, our air force veterans used only ten rounds, on single shot, to "eliminate the threat". In the pilots own report, to the Brown Agency, AND to the air force, the pilots reported that black ops had brought enough explosives, to the pplane, to bring down Air Force One, ten times over. The conclusion, of the pilots report, was that black ops was determined to bring down the cargo plane, regardless of "collateral damage". The report would not even be "cool", in the air force filing cabinets, when Homeland Security would issue a complaint, against our plane, which claimed "We have received word that the plane is carrying arms, drugs and terrorists! The plane MUST be put out of commission, immediately!" When the air force asked Homeland Security "Where is your evidence? WHAT are your sources?" Homeland Security would use the Patriot Act, in order to refuse to identify sources, to the air force. Although the air force would refuse to ground the plane, without evidence, the armed forces WOULD respond, by issuing a "General Security Alert", to ALL bases. A warning that Homeland Security MIGHT, at anytime, plant explosives, on equipment. Maximum alert to be maintained, until the "source" of the attacks rumor, were verified. With the attack, on Ghost Ship One, Homeland Security had, finally, won the top spot, of most HATED, federal, agency, away from the I.R.S. As for Homeland Security's "ghost" problem, this abated, only momentarily, when a few news outlets DARED to post articles, suggesting that raided/demollished property was NOT being used, for criminal activity. When Homeland Security INSISTED that the reports be withdrawn, and that Homeland Security's story, of events, be the OFFICIAL story, the agency faced a remembered presense, of the after-lofe. Although the agency director had ORDERED a Catholic priest to bless the newest premises, (over the priests observations, that blessings only work against evil) the agency director had made theirr own staff hesitant to be near, as the director SHOUTED, at the priest "Get those filthy ghosts out of here!" When the priest would say that not even exorcism would work, since these spirits were not "evil", the director no-sooner put a gun, to the riests head, saying "I am authorized, by the U.S. government, to put a bullet through your head, if you dont cooperate". By the time the priest was ready to say "Go ahead, shoot. My soul is prepared" staff members watcched, in dis-belief, when a six drawer file cabinet rose, into the air, thhen hurtled itself, at the director. The director was down, pinned, and bleeding, even as their weapons slid away. When staff saw their injured leader, who was spitting blood, even as the director demanded "FORCE the priest to get rid of the ghosts, or SHOOT him" Staff stayed back, until the priest, in a calm, soothing, voice, would petition "My children, this person is in need of care. Assist me in aiding them" Intellectually, the director thought their staff "traitors", foor dis-obeying the directors orders, and aiding the priest. What the director REFUSED to see was that, as the priest coordinated efforts, the spirits cleared a path, for aid to be given. Although Homeland Security had a charter, which, CLEARLY, stated "We are NEVER wrong!", this charter was only in full force, when the agency had a director. When the director fell into a coma, Capital Hill forces went into verbal battle mode, over whom should control the agency. During this time, dozens more raids were called off, since, according to agency policy, the director had to sign off, on ALL, OFFENSIVE, operations. Ofcourse, with the directors office currently vacant, no one had "authority", to act, on anything. Not ordering supplies. Not even disciplining workers, for "leaking" information. Capital Hill further crippled the agency, as administrators were ordered NOT to take action, without prior approval, from Capital Hill. During this time, of conflict, workers, who felt guilty, over the raids, released data, which showed the truth, about the raids. NOT the official truth, but the REAL truth. For nearly six months, after the filing cabinet incident, Homeland Security was denied the right to perform ANY raids, or other actions, until AFTER a new director was seated. By the time a new director was seated, America KNEW what had, REALLY happened, during the events of the raids. This iis why the new directot was quick to issue a memo, stating that "Any release, of information, will be considered TREASON", and chargs would be filed, even against agency staff. Problem was that the damage was done, and the agencies reputation was in ruins. All that Homeland Security could hope for, at this point, was to "contain"/"minimize" damage. As for the spirits, once the peoples names were cleared, they would appear, once more, to Tami and I, to thank us for clearing their names. After each thank you was accepted, the spirt, involved, would dissolve. Although Homeland Security continued to demand that each, of the dead, be considered a "terrorist", and denied any Christian rigths, the Vatican issued an opinion, agreeing with local churches. The role, of the church, was to guide the heart, and soul. It was NOT the churches goal, to mix in politics. If a community wanted a Christian burial, for one of its own, the federal goovernment had no religious right to object. Once Homeland Seurity lost its dictatorship, over America, the Brown Agency, and its staff, found credentials restored. We would continue our investigative work. Still, Tami continued to wish that people would stop considering us "Ghost Busters". Tami and I never claimed to be "mediums". We just aided souls, in finding closure. By the time we were packed up, from this case, the secretary sent us an e-mail. The attached video claimed to show the nanny seducing a young boy. Acording to the accompanying text, it was claimed that, while the nanny was a qualiffied child care worker, thhat, allegedly, some estates lords had paid the woman extra, to "introduce their sons", to the boys manhood. When Tami and I reviewed the footage, which did show a couple, having sex, the problem was that the "close-ups", of the womans face, and the boys face, seemed pure "Hollywood". Tami and I agreed that this video had been "doctored", using actors, who RESEMBLED the nanny, and the boy. With the money, which the boys family was known to have, it would have been easy to hire actors. And Tami did not "buy" the boys "confession", eithher. If the young man, on the screen, was the boy, he was too proud, of his actions, for a young boy. Tami knew how boys were, about their "first times", and how none boasted, about it, until much later in life (when no one would dare heckle the mans in-experience). As for the "nanny", she forgot to act as a nanny would. Prin and Proper. In fact, the woman, on the screen, ran fingers through her hair, and showed the camera as much cleavage, as possible. As a result, Tami and I marked the video "Totally fake", then prepared to move on, to the REAL case details. Life goes on, even for detectives/researchers...